Her two colleagues merely clapped and cheered, whilst laughing. Breathlessly we broke our kiss and with a wink she said "Wow, I will be back later to ...see you later for some more"."Not if I see you first!" I responded.As the rest of the guest began to arrive, I finally discovered that night what PVC really stood for ... Perverts Viewing Clothes. As most of the women seemed in competition as to see who could wear the smallest PVC skirt, tightest PVC top and who could flash most of their stocking. I felt an incredible surge of energy run through me, and my cock quivered with anticipation. She reached up and grabbed the circumcised head and playfully stroked it a few times, then she kissed the underside of the cock beneath the head itself, and the in one fell swoop she took my dick in her mouth and it felt as if my twin had arrived! Now if I was a quick cummer it would not have been a long train running, as they say, but I’m not, and I was able to hold back and enjoy, arching my back. Truth be told, Sir drove me crazy in a hot way. He was the neighbor guy you'd really wanted but never could have. Before Master and Sir had their agreement, I'd often fantasized about Sir taking me and having his way with me. Here I stood in my stiletto platforms, miniskirt, stockings and garter set patiently waiting on Sir. Where was he???? My pussy was juicy wet with anticipation of the flogging I'd likely get for being such a bad girl while Master was away. Sir generally took care of me very. Inside the bathroom, Vic could no longer contain himself. He dropped his pants and drawers as soon as he closed the door. Then, with his eyes closed and the image of Aunt Marion’s sexiness fresh in his head, he took hold of his monster and started stroking it as hard and as fast as he could, all the while picturing the woman whose sexy legs had taunted him without mercy. With Vic in the bathroom releasing his tension, the Marion leg show continued as if he was still sitting on.